Jessica Louise Belmonte
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On Game As:
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Jessie
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Played By:
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Sara Fabel
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Concept:
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The World's Playwright
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Date of Birth:
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August 3rd, 1952
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Apparent Age:
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Mid Twenties
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Occupation:
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Ringmaster, Author
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Virtue:
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Charity
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Vice:
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Deceit
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Freehold:
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None
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Motley:
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None
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Seeming:
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Fairest
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Kith:
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Muse Author
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Court:
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Winter
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Entitlement:
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Duchy of the Icebound Heart
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Keeper:
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The Stultified Puppeteer
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“Your heart won't survive the encounter. That's why it's called a "crush".”
– J.L. Belmonte
Overview
The only tattoo that remains static is on her collarbone. "Beati Fracta Corde". In Latin it means, "Blessed are the brokenhearted." There's a reason it's the only facet that remains true in a mien of forever changing stories.
RP Hooks
The Painted Lady - The tattoos decorating Jessica's body are unique. To those who can see her mien they are forever shifting to tell a tale of the surrounding world.
Author (Fame 2) - J.L. Belmonte is known for her suspenseful psychological thrillers. It's a mix of books, short stories, and a play that has not yet been performed. Sometimes they contain subtle elements of the supernatural but they are always insightful and dark, featuring tragic romances and frequently bittersweet or worse endings. She writes casually, however, taking long breaks with the claim that her work isn't "good enough". She has a following that happens to disagree. Part of her mystique is how sporadically she writes. Internet forums exist where they hunt down bit pieces and short stories she's written in smaller publications and with no fanfare.
Let's See the World - Forested parks, beaten paths. Loud clubs and late night dips in lakes. She doesn't choose places for their safety but for the potential to see a story unfold. The world hasn't ceased to be fascinating since she escaped.
The Ringmaster - Jessie is hostess and storyteller for a circus in the area. She captivates the crowd as she spins a tale for every new attraction
Life is But a Game - If there were one word for Jessica it would be "trouble". She's nice enough but ... Chaos follows in her wake. It's echoed in how she speaks: gravely, like every word has to have a purpose.
To Each Thing Its Trope - Everyone has their story and each story can be categorized. The author sees the world through a lens and then the world conforms. What category do you fall into?
Contacts
Kara - Beatus qui convertitis scelerati. Blessed are the villains.
"Jack" Rummel - You own the stage but I control the show.
Gallery
Soundtrack
Blank Space Postmodern Jukebox
- It's okay, let's be friends.
- I'm dying to see how this one ends.
- Grab your passport and my hand.
- I can make the bad boys good for a weekend.
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You're Still Here Poets of the Fall
- Mercury dances in its skyscraper cell,
- Rising and falling in harmony.
- And I feel winter stealing my days,
- To herald another creation.
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Logs
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